The shrill sound of a horn exploded in the night sky near the sea in Willen.

The sirens of any place of violence in the world are set to be the most explosive and piercing kind.

Generally speaking, such alarms should be so harsh that the listener will have a feeling of "fucking do something or you're going to die on the spot"!

After all, everyone is doing the work of wearing their heads and belts, even if you are the most immoral criminal, you still have to have this awareness, right?

That's what the horn of this camp is.

The crescent-shaped camp immediately became noisy, with cursing and shoving and shoving.

Within five minutes, the tents inhabited by armed men were lit up one after another.

It took five minutes to wake people up, and Lan En felt that even if it was an emergency assembly for pre-school military training, it was better than what this group of people could do.

But considering that this is a group of criminal groups with an ancient background and no mutual trust and mutual assistance, then this reaction time is reasonable.

But this kind of reaction time is difficult enough for Lan Enlailai!

He's just a rookie assassin who can't [stealth] or [assassinate] at all!

A demon hunter who infiltrates camps, assassinates guards, avoids exposure, and rescues hostages...... The task requirements are already very difficult for him!

How much effort does it take for him to become a demon hunter?

Then there was a sharp turn on the spot, and the Lan Enren were going to be numb.

!

Plans are always faster than change.

Lan had planned to secretly take out at least a third of the guards, and then it would be much easier to do whatever happened next.

The conversation with Margarita was for additional information, and it took less than a minute and a half to complete.

That's the alarm?!

...... There are powerful warlocks in this camp!

Almost immediately, Lan En thrust the dagger back into his back and rested his palm on the hilt of the steel sword behind his back.

With his back to the wooden cage, his eyes scanned nervously in the direction of the camp.

Like a beast that has been cornered.

In the direction of the large tent in the far middle of the camp, there was a commotion at this time, and there were people shouting loudly.

Lan took a deep breath and forced himself to remain calm.

As long as the subject is emotionally calm, Mentos can ensure the speed of thinking.

Looking around, there was no sign of the people coming out of the tent to surround him.

There is only one intruder in the camp, and if it is discovered, it would be good if a group of people came over and hacked to death.

This trumpet sounds...... Didn't you find me?

Confirming that his side was not the source of the problem, Rann began to focus on the roar of the Ingdy Center.

The sea breeze at night was not small, and the waves were loud, but with the extraordinary senses of the witcher and the mistos blocking the noise, Lan En also listened to the general idea.

"There's news...... Guys! Opportunity to make a fortune...... Buyer's Ship ...... Stop at the open sea...... Hurry up tonight! Shipping! ”

The Witcher's vision was strengthened by the [Cat] potion, and Mentos's vision was corrected, and he could barely see the loud roaring figure in the distance.

It was a man with a typical Cossack nomadic head.

The sides were shaved, only the top of the head slipped, and the long hair was scattered on one side with a shiny finish.

He is short and strong, less than 170 centimeters tall, but looking at the muscle contours, he weighs at least 90 kilograms!

A plump and powerful general's belly stretched open his fur jacket, and two black-skinned hounds crouched beside him.

Headeater.

It should be him.

It seems that the magic just now...... Is it a magic communication?

Because of the lack of discipline on the part of his subordinates, they came one after another, and the head eater had to shout many times in a row before everyone could hear it.

Taking advantage of this time, Lan En did not dare to stop for the slightest moment and began to run wildly to scan all the wooden cages.

Whether or not there is a warlock in this camp today, whether that warlock has the powerful mana to defeat Margarita......

The leather gloves clenched the leather rope on the hilt of the sword, and the strength was so great that it made a "crunch" sound.

Rann gritted his teeth.

Even if he really met that powerful warlock, he was ready to use his sword to "repair the edges" of his mana shield!

He's going to take White with him today!

He promised Mrs. Donald.

- Whoever wants to stop will die!

The sound of footsteps no longer matters, and the scum in the camp are now cheering because they heard "get rich".

And the poor people in the cages, frightened by the abuse and pain, now full of thought that the cannibals were going to have a feast, and ate them all in one go.

Everyone cowered and curled up, and those who had been tortured to the point that they didn't want to live looked relieved.

The children gathered together in fear, trying to find solace from someone, but no one could comfort anyone.

At this moment, the adults in the small cages in several cubicles stretched out their broken hands to the children next door, and hugged the panicked children in the crooks of their arms.

I hope that at least before I die, or before my children die, I can give each other a little comfort.

The motivational speech of the head eater is coming to an end.

The rest of the link should be the assignment of work, the transport of people, and the vigilance of vigilance.

But the stout man suddenly turned straight before this link, and his already small eyes narrowed and looked down the stage.

This movement seemed to be so recognizable in the camp that those who were still cheering froze as if they were stuck in their throats.

The originally warm atmosphere cooled down in an instant.

This contrast between noise and silence can be felt even by Lan En in the distance.

The leader of a criminal gang has this prestige...... Why don't you put it here and act in a TV series!?

Young people have faster steps and cat's eyes turn frequently.

He knew he was running out of options.

"The number of people is wrong." The Headeater said in a low voice, a very different tone from the previous motivational speeches.

That tone was so cold that it made people's hearts tremble!

The two black-skinned hounds beside him also changed from half-sitting to baring teeth and arching at this time.

"Where have all the guys from the northern half of the camp gone?"

"Why don't the torches move?"

"Why aren't there lights in the tent?"

The questioning voice grew louder and louder.

With every word, the people in the audience took a slight step back in panic.

The hounds are also getting more and more eager to try.

"." The voice of the headeater gritted its teeth. "I don't know if someone touched my house, find it for me!"

The camp was like a wind-up machine, finally running in a scrambled rhythm.

Torches were distributed, large areas were lit up, and hounds were brought out...... The group looked like they were going to turn the northern half of the camp upside down.

But at the same time, the head eater also analyzed that there are definitely not many people who sneak into the camp, so there is no delay in making money.

A team of about 20 people was sent to the prison exclusion zone.

Prepare to arrest people and get on the ship to transport goods.

Two teams of men armed with torches like two long dragons marched in both directions of the camp.

According to this mode of action, it would not take more than ten minutes to even rummage through the entire camp.

It was at this moment that Lan finally saw the slightly big-headed child in the corner of a large wooden cage.